Luyện nghe bài hát Oceanic Motion

all around, back and forth, the smell of insignificance.
I'm used to it now, I reek of it.
the of the air was tangible today, it was way too heavy for me.
I woke up an earlier,
I am to amaze myself for all the things that I could do,
but most definitely won't, during this hour.
another day, mundane,
another scratch on the of the 7" ep,
is my life... it keeps on bouncing!
(all around, and forth)
my "columbian (medium roast) with rich flavor" coffee.
expensively like sewer water today.
the "normal and subtle" sour taste be sweeten at all,
no matter how I it.
how many times have I wonder if this taste impregnated in my mouth?
and once (and as always),
I'm having a conversation.
the refrigerator by my side, he's always complaining,
I'm used to his point of views now, his mumbling...
drastically sarcastic, has bitter has my coffee.
he seems to have an about everything?
an instant passed, then I that I have an optic sense.
ah, there its is, my 4th floor of a sunlit back alley.
there, an ant-like man is wandering,
nervously all around, back and forth.
and once the tension is gone, sure that there
(Unaware he's being stared at),
unzip his pants and ungraciously himself
in order to his way trough my alley.
I am has relieved as he, once he's finished,
but for different reasons.
happily confined, thoroughly and unfulfilled.
I I'll go back to sleep.
(Is it to be sea-sick on firm ground?)